Savoring the moment, she held his gaze while she drew her hand up and circled his cock. Dark lust flared through his eyes the moment she touched him. He was long and wide, gorgeous—just like the rest of him. Stroking him from base to tip, she allowed her tongue to travel along some of the ridged tattoos on his chest, loving the slow shudder of his body and his heavy, even exhalation.

Unable to resist, she sank down on her knees and took him between her lips. Theo swore out loud and tangled his hands in her hair as she pushed his cock back deep into the recesses of her mouth and let her tongue play along his shaft.

“Sarafina, for the love of all the Gods, you are going to drive me insane,” he gritted out from a half-locked jaw.

She ignored him, nibbling her way up and down his length and allowing her tongue to play with the extra-sensitive place just under the crown.

After a few more moments of oral torture, Theo jerked her upward and pushed her back onto the bed. She fell against the soft comforter and Theo stared down at her like she was a five-course meal and he’d not eaten for weeks. She was more than willing to offer herself up on a platter.

“Take your bra off for me.” His voice was low and a little harsh. “Then take off your panties. Do it slow.”

Her breath caught a little, but she did as he asked, the silk sliding along her skin as she removed her final bits of clothing.

His gaze roved her nude body restlessly. “Part your thighs.”

She spread her legs, revealing her warm, damp sex to his eyes. Doing this made her feel so vulnerable. She knew how she looked to him. Her nipples were hard little peaks and her clit was excited and pulling from its hood. Sarafina wanted him to touch her so badly.

Theo raised his gaze to her face. “Do you know how beautiful you are?”

She moistened her lips with a tongue that had gone mostly dry from the look in his eyes. “I feel beautiful whenever you’re looking at me, Theo.” She paused. “I feel even better when you’re touching me.”

“Your clit is excited. It’s swollen and just begging to be petted. Stroke it. Show me how you want me to touch you.”

This was a game she’d never played before. She hesitated at the request, but then held his gaze as she allowed her hand to drift downward between her thighs. As she circled her clit with two fingers, Theo stroked his cock from base to tip, his eyes on the motion of her hand. She watched the muscles of his arm flex as he touched himself, making lust flare through her body as if it was he who touched her.